Deku Dark Hero Novels & Stories

Death is his middle name when messed with......... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.

He knew the latter was still debating whether he should discount the possibility of another family or accept the consequences of what Jacob’s statement entailed. "According to the archives of the vampire which I possess, Dedari bears a striking resemblance to the feared one of your kind, the greatest healer of all time, known as Kendalf. He is widely known among the supernaturals as the Dark One. As of the time of the memory, he is still mateless and is one of the oldest of your kind, with a strong allegiance to the Prince who I believe should be related to Zande. Don’t you all have any memories of your younger days, any names at all?" Jacob concluded, before throwing out the question to the

Alpha Dark uttered and which makes me to look at him. “Really, Dark? You're really evil, and I'm certain that Drake will kill you sooner.” I uttered, and he was about to attack me when Aurora's father stopped him from doing so. “I will never allow that to happen because before Drake can kill me, I will exceed him. Did you get that, huh? I will make sure to end his life for killing Aurora, the mother of my son!” Dark mumbled and which shocked me. He was the father of Ace, and no wonder why he's here. Aurora's father, Dark, and Agatha come together to defeat Drake and even if they reunite, still they cannot defeat my husband.

Darkous snarled, his voice threatening. Elika began to back away slowly, as though only just finding her feet. The princess’ fear peeked as Darkous mirrored her movements. The dark lord seemed to take more interest in her than the battle, her terror like a flame to a moth. She stared up at her uncle as he stalked towards her, his mechanical white eyes lifeless. Darkous had a long clear scar down his right cheek; the dead tissue curving towards the edge of his mouth. He was wearing a pair of deep blue jeans and a plain black band shirt, the long leather trench coat concealing his weapons. The dark lord hid his long night black hair under a leather hat, more scars becoming clear around his e

Drake's roar echoed in my ears as his body contorted into his wolf form. "I can't shift," I ground out through gritted teeth. "Go! Leave me and find our brother," I ordered Drake. The air thickened around me, pushing me toward the Dark Forest like a small brick wall. Dietus's sinister laugh filled the air, and I closed my eyes, knowing this was truly the end. "Protect her," I whispered with my last breath. I wouldn't admit it, but in my final moments in this world, I wouldn't hide it either. Kiera deserved more than we gave her; she deserved everything.

Even if it was, I desperately wanted it to be a nightmare that could never be the truth. However, look at my luck, it was true, the dark truth about me that I killed my one and only friend, my best friend, Jiahn Kang. She was in a lot of pain, pleading, begging me to spare her life. Was this really me? A person who could never see her loved ones in pain and here I was, the one who killed her own best friend, a best friend who was more than an elder sister to her.

As he spoke, his voice rumbled with old authority. “By blood and by bone, I am Alpha of Darkfang!” he roared, talon‑claws raking the dirt. “And any who serve him over me betray this land!” Would-be challengers shifted. At the edge of the darkness, Kade appeared. His presence was different. Not regal...but raw. Dark fur, black as the void, stoked by notes of steel and gunmetal where scars had formed. His golden eyes shone like smoldering embers...alive, dangerous, hungry.

Her long tail had its end in the shape of a heart-piercing spear. A black drake?! What's more, that drake is Twilight, the mount Dominique had in the original story. Tough it was Verónica who gave her to him, not Herion... "This black-scaled drake is not as strong as our red drakes or my pack leader, but she is quick, stealthy, and very lethal. Her skills are similar to your shadow magic, so you should be the perfect match" You're not wrong on that. In the original story, this drake put the heroine in danger every time it was mentioned. It was a shame when she died, but now that I'm here we can avoid that end.

“That doesn’t mean you have to fight them. This isn’t solely your battle. You told me a while ago that demons are attracted to the Ley line, and your entire coven is here to protect it.” “That’s true,” I start. “But not everyone has powers like I do.” I hold up my hand, conjuring a string of blue magic. “You’re humanity’s unsung hero, fighting their fights and getting no recognition.” I shake my head. “I don’t want recognition.” “Everyone does.” “Not me. I mean, a thank you every now and then might be nice, but the world doesn’t need to know about me. This is what I was born to do.”

And you would have been killed had I not been here. "So I'm supposed to thank you,dear dark lord,for saving my life," she coughed pushing his hand away as she felt some sparks when he touched her. He was the cutest creature she had seen so far. He had red eyes like a ruby gem,his blonde hair was long reaching his shoulder,his skin was pure white which would definitely glow as a lamp in the dark.He was also tall with broad shoulders,his packs were still so visible even with the black hoodie he wore